Tuesday, March 15, 2005

We pray to thee

Our Lager, which art in barrels,Hallowed be thy fame.Thy will be drunk, I will be drunk,At home, as it is in heaven.Give us this day, our foamy head,And forgive our spillage,As we forgive those who spill against us.And lead us not to incarceration,But deliver us from hangovers.For thine is the Ale, the Pilsner and the LagerForever and ever